[Gujian Yigong] Same goal in different ways

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The curling smoke escapes from the gilded incense burner in the corner. It is a spice mixed with white sandalwood and azurite, hovering faintly in the room. It is not like ordinary incense, slightly bitter, with a bit of sharp coldness.

Footsteps came from outside the courtyard and stopped in front of the inner room door.Yuan Wu wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said in a low voice: "Elder, Mr. Baili has left."

"It's time to work, Yuan Wu. And remember to let people monitor the whereabouts of those people from time to time."

Ouyang Shaogong's voice was still gentle and elegant, calm and unhurried, but Yuan Wu vaguely heard another person's suppressed panting.His face flushed, he replied vaguely "yes", then hurriedly turned and left.

On the bed in the inner room, two bodies are intertwined with utmost intimacy.One person was kneeling on the couch, with Ouyang Shaogong pinching his thin waist, and he kept attacking the city.As if he could no longer bear any more joy, he twisted his hands tightly to get off the bed, and tightly |bited a strand of black hair in his mouth, refusing to let out any moan.

"Baili Tusu has returned from gathering medicine in Zuzhou of the East China Sea. Presumably, he is impatiently waiting for the elixir that will bring the dead back to life." Ouyang Shaogong stretched out his hand, brushed the man's sweaty cheek lightly, and pulled him away without saying a word. chin, delicately kissed the red and swollen lips that had been bitten.

"Bringing back to life?" The person pressed under him sneered coldly, his voice was cold and hoarse, "Benevolent heart and benevolence, skillful hand rejuvenation, really worthy of Elder Danzhi."

Not caring about the sarcasm in the other party's words, Ouyang Shaogong straightened his body and smiled with great joy: "Since the book says that this is the panacea for resurrection, I just concentrate on refining it, but have I been half-deceived? Now Everything is ready, just wait for the good show to begin——what do you think, Guangmo?"

Feng Guangmo didn't look at him, and tried his best to turn his face to the other side.Ouyang Shaogong smiled lightly, stretched out his hand to touch his wet lower body, and grabbed the top of it fiercely.

"Well……"

A suppressed groan escaped from his lips, and Feng Guangmo's pale body instantly tensed like a fully drawn long bow.Ouyang Shaogong took the opportunity to kiss deeply, and sucked his lips|tongue lingeringly.

After a while, Feng Guangmo's body became weak, and he collapsed on the bed, trembling slightly.The messy black hair was sticking to his bare back with sweat, and was brushed away by Ouyang Shaogong, leaving bright red marks on the blank spaces.

"Speaking of which, that little girl named Feng Qingxue has nothing to do with Guangmo?"

Feng Guangmo's face lying on his arms showed no extra expression, he just shook his head silently.

"I originally thought that she and Guangmo had the same surname as Feng, and they both came from Youdu, so there might be some kind of relationship." Ouyang Shaogong shook his head and sighed softly, "Otherwise, I might be in Guangmo's place." Come on, let her go...it's a pity."

As if he didn't hear his words, Feng Guangmo still didn't answer, allowing the man on him to shake his waist roughly and plunder deeper.

The upper body was slumped on the bed, and the body involuntarily swayed with the junction of the lower body, bursts of numbness poured from there to the whole body, even the fingertips were numb, Feng Guangmo finally couldn't help begging for mercy: "Please..." just now, Ouyang Shaogong sneered, grabbed his knees, turned him over, pulled out all the pieces, and stabbed hard again.

His battered body couldn't bear such a brutal blow, Feng Guangmo let out a low scream, and couldn't stop his tears from falling down.Gently licking the corners of his wet eyes, Ouyang Shaogong sucked his red earlobe in his mouth, as gentle as a whisper between sympathizers: "Guangmo, Feng Qingxue really has nothing to do with you?"

"No..." Feng Guangmo shook his head, "Shaogong...that's enough..."

He hugged Ouyang Shaogong's shoulders, his legs hooked around the waist of the person on him flatteringly, and moved his body a little closer, his pupils like lacquer were full of water.Sensing that the other party was eager to end this sexual affair, Ouyang Shaogong just smiled ambiguously, and stopped asking any more questions, but the collision under him became more and more violent, until the man almost fainted before giving up.

After the indulgence, Ouyang Shaogong picked up the handkerchief that had been placed in the basin beside the bed, and wiped his body.On the cyan stone bed behind him, Feng Guangmo slowly curled up his painful body, watching his back quietly.

Aware of his gaze, Ouyang Shaogong raised the corners of his lips slightly, did not turn his head, still cleaned up his clothes calmly, combed his long hair neatly, and tied it carefully.After returning to the upright Elder Dan Zhi, he turned his head and looked at the person on the bed who was still unable to move.

The thin man was lying on his side on the couch, his sweaty long hair stuck to his face in strands, making his complexion that hadn't seen the sun for a long time even more unpopular.The aftertaste of the orgasm still seems to remain in his body, Feng Guangmo still exudes a lustful aura of lust all over his body, except for a pair of eyes that are so cold, not half confused.

"Feng Qingxue really has nothing to do with you?" Ouyang Shaogong stood beside him with his sleeves folded, looking down at him condescendingly.

"No."

"This is the best," Ouyang Shaogong sat down on the side of the couch, and poked his finger into the unclosed hole behind him, "After all, Baili Tusu and his group will inevitably die in the end..."

He spoke in a soft voice, and looked at Feng Guangmo's face momentarily, but only saw a piece of calm.Even when he heard the word "death", the man's dark eyes never moved.

Feng Guangmo lowered his eyes and stopped looking at him, but suddenly felt the fingers in his body suddenly curled up and dug into a very deep place, his fingernails scratched the sensitive inner wall, and the lust that had just subsided surged up again.

He shrank back slightly in resistance, and Ouyang Shaogong asked again: "Guangmo, how long have you been here?"

"...eight years."

"Eight years, isn't it enough for Guangmo to understand what kind of person I am?"

The body was suddenly empty, but it was Ouyang Shaogong who withdrew his fingers.However, before Feng Guangmo could heave a sigh of relief, the man had already squeezed his chin: "This time, I am about to achieve a major event, and Guangmo must not stand in the way—"

The man in the apricot shirt suddenly smiled: "Even if it's for your sister."

Feng Guangmo's body trembled slightly, he grasped Ouyang Shaogong's wrist, and paused every word: "Since you already know, why bother to ask me?"

No matter how hard to hide the hatred in his tone, Ouyang Shaogong lowered his head and bit his fingertips lightly: "At first, I thought that Guangmo would tell me frankly, but now it seems that it is really disappointing."

"Well, people's minds are delusional, and it's the hardest thing to see through," Shaking his head and sighing with regret, Ouyang Shaogong pulled Feng Guangmo's hands away and stood up, still looking like a gentleman like a jade doctor with a benevolent heart, "Don't you think so?" ? My... Lord Wuxian."

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